He was embarrassed. But a couple of nights later we finally sat down and talked about it.”“Dad has never touched me. Well, that's not really true.... He has never fucked me. Over the years we have just kinda agreed that we are each allowed to join the other when one of us needs to get off. A couple of years ago I talked him into cumming on my face and body. We then started actually touching each other. But he has never fucked me. I tried to get him to pop my cherry, but he refused and we did. Later, I took a shower and got ready for bed. I walked back in the bedroom, only to notice " mom" very much in a deep sleep. Her big gigantic ass laying right in front of me. The apartment smelled worse than a fucking public restroom; it was a rather delightful scent. Mom laid there, snoring, and leaking out silent, wet, and funky farts in her sleep. I decided not to bother her. I pulled out my laptop and started browsing the Internet.Part 4 (The aftermath)While mother slept, I began chatting. Us ny mjy kaha k yeh sofa k pechy wire damge hai ap daikho mien ny diakhny k liey zara juki to woh b mery sath jur kr dikhany lga us ka jism muj ko miss kr raha tha aur mjy bot ajeeb sa feel ho rha tha mien yakdam pechy hati to us sy ja kr takraie aur us ny mujy tham lia aur bas phir tham hi lia mien us sy churany ki kosish kr rahi thi aur woh mjy chor nien raha tha meri chest us k chest k sath lagi hoi thi aur muj ko dam ghuteta howa mesos ho rha tha, mien chiekhna cha rhai thi but awaz nien. “Whose pussy is this?” he whispered into my ear as he thrust deeper and harder into me.I moaned in ecstasy, “It’s yours baby, it’s yours.”Marcus began thrusting harder and deeper; pinching and squeezing my breasts and nipples. “Oh god Kathy, you married fucking whore, I’m going to cum in you!”I was on the verge of orgasm myself and I moaned loudly, “Keep fucking me, wash my insides with your hot cum baby, do it!”He grunted louder and louder and then he pushed hard against me and his body went.